I can follow every business chart
But I'm hollow deep within my heart
Always working 'round the hour
Sucking up to those in power
Like a coin that's flipped into the air
Like a word that's slipped but no one cares
How do people stay alive
When they're on a crashing dive
I chase the few and precious things
Like the moment someone rings
Call for Mister White
Then I'll be just fine
Dialing 905
Help me kill some time
Much too busy, no time to reconcile
Getting dizzy, but standing all the while
My brain needs rest, my soul needs healing
But I'm out of touch with feelings
I chase the few and precious things
Like the moment someone rings
Call for Mister White
Then I'll be just fine
Dialing 905
Help me kill some time
I chase the few and precious things
Like the moment someone rings
Call for Mister White
Then I'll be just fine
Dialing 905
Help me kill some time
Call for Mister White
Then I'll be just fine
Dialing 905
Help me kill some time
Call for Mister White
Then I'll be just fine
Dialing 905
Help me kill some time
Call for Mister White
Dialing 905